Jeff swayed in the shower in Scotty’s big, strong arms, as though they were dancing in the rain, like he could remember on their first date two years ago. It felt so good to feel their strong, muscular jock bodies pressed together, hairy chest to hairy chest. Jeff could feel the rhythm of Scotty’s heartbeat against his hot wet skin. Then he slowly came to realized Scotty was softly humming the song that had been playing those two years ago, on their first night together, and happy tears ran down his face.
He was home. More home than he had ever felt before in his life. With this man who he loved more than life itself, and who truly loved him. He couldn’t imagine being happier, or having a better life, and knew at that moment in his heart of hearts that he would be staying here with Scotty. He hadn’t even realized that he had already found what he had been seeking, or that he had already been looking for something he didn’t even know he needed all of his life. And how profoundly deep the answers had been this evening. It wasn't the way he imagined. It wasn't the way he had planned. It was unexpected. It was better.
This was his life. This was his love. This beautiful beast of a hunk who he couldn’t imagine living without now, these treasured moments they were so grateful to share together. Maybe the truths he was so concerned about earlier weren’t as profound or important as he thought. He knew his sister and family and friends were okay, they were pretty much the same family and lived right here in town like they always had. It was only he himself who was different, being with someone who made him want to be the best man he could possibly be. He felt a deep love filling him up and overflowing, and with it a desire to just make everything and everyone he came into contact with just a little bit better if he could.
Gratitude was a wonderful thing. And gratitude for this beautiful man filled him up and overflowed around him like a secret spring bubbling up from the very center of his soul; love multiplying beyond its humble beginnings. Enjoying the sway, just resting his head on Scotty’s strong, wide shoulder… they could have been there together in each other’s arms for a minute or an hour, he couldn’t tell, he didn’t care. He looked into Scotty’s clear blue eyes, and Scotty knew without a single spoken word that Jeffy had made up his mind – that he was staying here with him. Scotty made a noise halfway between a sob and a laugh – a release and relief. He wore the widest grin Jeffy had ever seen on his face, tears of joy mingling with the cascading droplets of water, and kissed Jeff with grateful joy.
They were together, and they would do all they could to stay together, dedicated to one another. Dedicated to love. Nothing else mattered, all their worries and the world itself seeming to wash away with the droplets running down their rugged, young, strong bodies.
They slowly continued washing one another, Jeff running a soapy hand through Scotty’s muscular, hairy chest. The hair felt so thick and good as he washed Scotty, massaging his pecs with his own strong hands. And Scotty’s hands felt every big as good on Jeff’s own beefy, hairy body. The two washed and massaged one another for some time, enjoying each other’s company in this private, sacred moment.
Jeffy's big, strong hands made their way down Scotty’s body, massaging his powerful abs, then lower, lathering up Scotty’s big, hairy balls. Jeff didn’t know how long ago they had both come together, but they were both as hard as steel again, and Jeff felt his soul open and exposed to his handsome boyfriend as Scotty washed Jeffy’s dark haired balls and large, throbbing cock, Jeff’s own hands sliding up and down Scotty’s beautiful shaft now.
Then as the water washed the soap down, Jeff slid slowly down to his knees, kissing Scotty’s magnificent abs, his stubbled face gently brushing the man’s thick blonde treasure trail. He could hear Scotty start to moan as Jeff’s face rubbed gently down past his raging shaft, and his soft, full lips kissed the blonde’s full, hairy balls. In his mind’s eye, Jeff could just see Scotty throwing his head back as Jeff started kissing the quarterback’s pulsing, veined lovestick, slowly working his way to the foreskin and nibbling at the hot mushroom head with his lips. It was the most beautiful cock he had ever seen, attached to the most beautiful soul he had ever had the blind luck to get to know.
Scotty couldn’t hold back a quiver as he felt his boyfriend’s hot, wet lips enveloping his cock head, and slide slowly and purposefully down his thick, impressive trunk; he felt weak in the knees. Jeff massaged the hot shaft in his mouth with his strong tongue, eliciting fresh moans from his lover. The sound was sheer joy to his ears; he lived to please this beautiful man, to bring pleasure to him, and he knew Scotty was dedicated to pleasing him just as much.
Jeff lost himself in sucking this beautiful Viking god, worshipping his strong, powerful love hammer with every muscle of his mouth, Scotty’s balls pressed firmly against Jeff’s hairy chin as Jeff enjoyed taking his boyfriend all the way into himself. He felt Scotty stroking his long, black hair, heard his voice whispering his endless love for his beautiful boyfriend. Then, when the moment was right, Jeff instinctively slid his mouth very slowly off of Scotty’s cock, gazing up into his boyfriend’s face with big brown eyes.
They embraced once again, two muscle gods in love, and Scotty hefted Jeffy up against the shower wall, Jeffy’s legs wrapped around Scotty’s lean waste, cock pressed up against Scotty’s hard cobblestone stomach. Scotty penetrated his love, burying himself deeply, fully into his closest friend and soul mate, and their lips met passionately, tongues intertwined, as though breathing each other in as they made love. The two men freely surrendered their hearts to one another, their souls intermingling as their bodies came together as one in a union that broke down the last barriers of isolation, and flooded their spirits with a deeper coupling. Their hearts bonded together as one love for life, their profound passion bloomed like a beautiful flower opening itself to the light of the morning sun.
When the tall, handsome blonde quarterback finally carried his raven-haired love off to bed, life for the couple had taken on the surreal quality of a fairytale. Falling asleep in each other’s arms, they drifted into a rejuvenating night of the deepest, most restful peace far beyond anything either of them even dared even dream possible – until now.
The only answer that mattered, that brought any meaning to the vast, big world and cosmos it floated in... was the simplest answer of all.
Love.